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PRINCE'S WISH kuroo tetsurō, kenma kozume
🏷️ ;; feelings, fluff, platonic akaken moment, love at first sight, mutual pining, prince kenma, archer kuroo, baker hinata ──────────────────────────
PERHAPS kenma's been pining over kuroo too much, the best archer in the kingdom. he never expected bokuto to catch onto kenma's feelings about the archer so quickly. maybe he was being too obvious, kenma asks himself.
he spots akaashi outside his window, the young servant was occupied by several tableware in his hands as he carefully placed every piece in its rightful spot. kenma must say, he was doing his job way too perfectly.
the fake blonde races down the castle stairs and it's exaggerated hallways, well, at least he tries to. he walks through the main doors with a huff, he approaches akaashi, who is dumbfounded by kenma's panting figure.
"are you okay? did you run all this way?" akaashi asks, bringing himself to pat kenma's back gently. "yeah" kenma mutters under his breath. "do you need something your majesty?" akaashi lets his hand leave kenma's back, then intertwine both hands behind his back.
"it's personal, can we talk somewhere else keiji?" kenma stands up straight and gives akaashi the eyes that begged him to just be friends in this very moment. "of course your majesty, follow me" without a trace, akaashi vanished from kenma's line of sight.
"what is he? a ninja?"
"not a ninja your majesty!"
kenma jumps at the loud voice coming from a distance, he gets the internal force that pulls him into the forest that he grew up with. he begins following akaashi, walking around trees. a rush of nostalgia lingers in the forest as kenma takes his time just admiring the forest that was being shined upon the bright sun.
he sees the end of the forest and hurries over to be met with a glorious cliff, it belonged to a waterfall that danced all day and night. akaashi glances behind him, kenma receives a smile from him.
"come 'ere kenma"
a crease lifts kenma's mouth into a genuine loving smile. whenever akaashi calls him by his real name, it just melts in a warm embrace of love. his best friend letting go of his role as a servant for a second leaves kenma sitting beside him in silence of comfort.
right now, akaashi needed to be there for kenma as his best friend, the one he could rely on, the one who gives a shoulder - or both to cry on. that's what kenma needed.
